Haunting-Adeline

“Addie,” I snarl through clenched teeth. My hands slide up her thighs,
pausing at the juncture where they meet her hips. I’m a weak man, and I
don’t possess the strength to deny the need to touch her.
“Yes, Zade?” she asks, her husky voice low and breathy. My hips jerk
impa ently in response. She smiles, the act wicked and cruel.
Finally, she li s up and slides her underwear to the side, baring her
pussy. I li my hips again, desperate for contact, but she evades me,
hovering just out of reach.
“You have five fucking sec—”
“Shh, baby.” I’m so thrown by her calling me ‘baby’ that my threat
vanishes, as if my voice were a ghost teasing the corner of your eye.
Her smile widens at my incredulous look, but I’m only confused why she
thought calling me baby would calm me down.
Now all I want to do is flip her on her knees, pin that pre y face into the
sheets, and fuck her un l her head is coming out the underside of the bed.
Before I can make good on it, she finally drops her hips. I groan at the
feeling of my cock being enveloped by slick heat as she glides up and down
my length. My head kicks back, and my hands ghten on her hips. Bruises
will mar her skin and the thought only enrages the beast more.
“Fuck, Add—”
I have no me to even finish my prayer before the p of my cock is
slipping inside, and I’m completely incapable of formula ng words.
Slowly—tortuously, she works my cock inside her, balancing her weight
on my stomach. Li le, breathless pants puff from her mouth while I
tremble beneath her.
So fucking ght.
“God, I’m too full,” she whimpers, her own body trembling as she works
to take me in.
“Baby, I’m not going to be able to control myself much longer. Sit.
Down.”
Sucking her bo om lip between her teeth, she li s up one last me
before sea ng herself completely on my cock.
A yelp bursts from her lips, her eyes round discs. My body hums from
the euphoria of her pussy wrapped so fucking ghtly around me.
Goddamn nirvana. There’s nothing like it.